Talk about having lost it all. All my privacy, out the drain. No one trusts me and they all just make my life miserable. I can't even call anything my own anymore. I feel abandonment. All I've done is make mistakes, just like yours and like anyone else's. How come you can't leave me be? This is beyond ridiculous. There's not a fine line, but a thick, huge-ass line in between grounding someone and suffocating them in your skin making them miserable. Which one do you think you're doing? This is mine. My blog, my privacy, my email. How can someone possibly harm me if I'm just typing my thoughts into a computer. Everything was going well, thanks for reminding me how much everything sucked. Thanks for bringing me back into reality from the minuscule fantasy I was living. "You're drowning yourself in a glass of water." You're four times older that me; a glass of water to you is the Indian ocean to me. Being like this gives me a headache. I get sick to my stomach thinking this is what I've become. And to think I actually want to go back to it..No one understands it's not in my control. I'm sick of people just bombarding me with rude, uneccesary commentary. It's just plain irrational on your part. I'm not a hypocrite, or a sack of shit, or a victim, or a self-pittied soul, or selfish, or a liar, or a Poleo. So don't call me that because I don't like it. It pisses me off; YOU piss me off.
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